WHO: Devan Modi & Kjell WHEN: June 29, Later In the Night WHERE: Devan Modi's Haven WHAT: The Sheriff told Kjell to speak with Devan about his vision. He's a loyal Hound. WARNINGS: TBD STATUS: Ongoing
None of this was good.
A controversial Prince with more enemies than friends. A sabotaged network. A murdered Primogen. There was too much going on and too many secrets still uncovered. It was enough to make any Nosferatu grind their teeth in frustration. But for now, at least, Kjell had one clear objective in front of him and that was where his mind needed to be.
He headed for the basement apartment of Devan Modi at a brisk pace, using just enough Obfuscation to make himself indistinct and unmemorable to the nocturnal New Yorkers he passed along the way. He didn't know the Malkavian well and he wasn't confident that he was the right vampire for this particular task, but he would do what he could to get the information they needed. Perhaps ensure that the man was safe and that his senses had returned to him too, if it were possible. He'd witnessed enough Malkavian episodes over the years to know that visions could be difficult things to deal with. He didn't envy them.
Finally spotting the correct street and the correct building number, he approached the steps and descended. He was certain he could find a way into the apartment if he wanted to, but emerging from the shadows unannounced seemed like poor form right at the moment. Instead, he knocked and waited.